Switch marks

Posted at 19:23 on 15 Nov 2011 by Pandora / Blake

Tags: featured photos, kink, Photos, school uniform, switch

Here are some photos from years ago which I never got round to posting. They're from a scene I played with HH back in 2007.

I was the nervous niece bringing a letter home from school, knowing I was in for it. He was my uncle, furious that I'd disappointed him. I was sent out into the garden with a pair of shears with my dress tucked into my knickers, and told to return with some suitable switches. Nervewracking: trying to cut the knobbly bits off each one, anxious that they'll be too thick and heavy, or that he'll deem them not thick and heavy enough and I'll incur further punishment.

By the time this photo was taken, I'd not only been switched, but also been dragged into the bathroom for a dose of the bathbrush over wet knickers. That was pretty bad - but having to stay in the super-exposed position kneeling on the footstool with my hands on the floor while he striped my bottom and thighs with the switch was even worse.

Still, as Kami Robertson pointed out recently - the thing about switches is that your bottom ends up victorious, while the switch lies in pieces on the floor.

Photos (c) Henry Higgins

Comments

Ouch! Some of those strokes were well offside. Any lower and you'd have been able to cover them up with your socks.
Personally, the switch is the implement that I dread. The last time I got it a little pointy bit near the end actually drew blood.

It's okay, I don't mind being whipped on my thighs and legs. Well, I MIND obviously, but it's not a limit.

He stopped precisely because he'd started to draw blood - the knobbly bits are rubbish that way, no matter how carefully you try and trim them! It was a shame because at the time I wanted more, but we had a couple more scenes planned that weekend, so it was probably for the best.

For me the blood thing was a bit of a surprise - I didn't know it was there. If I'd known I wouldn't have sat my hot bot onto a really rather nice duvet cover. Washed it a couple of times but the stains wouldn't come out. Damn, the consequences of disobedience are many and varied!

It was a weekend of LOTS of play.... and yes, I minded at the time, I was wriggling everywhere! But it was worth it :)

Yep. I remember my first birching, in Tom's living room using some switches he'd ordered off the internet. They weren't fresh and young and they hadn't been soaked. They shredded everywhere. I vividly remember hoovering the sofa with my birched bottom on show :) We were still finding bits of twig in odd corners for weeks!

Wonderful *O*

For me the blood thing was a bit of a surprise - I didn't know it was there. If I'd known I wouldn't have sat my hot bot onto a really rather nice duvet cover. Washed it a couple of times but the stains wouldn't come out. Damn, the consequences of disobedience are many and varied!

It was a weekend of LOTS of play.... and yes, I minded at the time, I was wriggling everywhere! But it was worth it :)

Yep. I remember my first birching, in Tom's living room using some switches he'd ordered off the internet. They weren't fresh and young and they hadn't been soaked. They shredded everywhere. I vividly remember hoovering the sofa with my birched bottom on show :) We were still finding bits of twig in odd corners for weeks!

Pandora,

What a wicked switching you got lady...:)Plus a bathbrush....You really had to be in a zone Pandora....Beautiful Marks..Thank you for sharing..Want you ever learn to mind????:) Hope not...:):)

Be Safe,
Bryan

It was a weekend of LOTS of play.... and yes, I minded at the time, I was wriggling everywhere! But it was worth it :)

Yep. I remember my first birching, in Tom's living room using some switches he'd ordered off the internet. They weren't fresh and young and they hadn't been soaked. They shredded everywhere. I vividly remember hoovering the sofa with my birched bottom on show :) We were still finding bits of twig in odd corners for weeks!

Lovely pictures as always.

I've always fancied being ordered to go out into the garden and collect branches to make a switch for use on my bottom. It's never happened but I have been switched by my mistress and as you say the switch will lose. However all this means is that I have to pick up all the pieces with my naked striped bum vulnerable to whatever my mistress wishes to hit it with.

Yep. I remember my first birching, in Tom's living room using some switches he'd ordered off the internet. They weren't fresh and young and they hadn't been soaked. They shredded everywhere. I vividly remember hoovering the sofa with my birched bottom on show :) We were still finding bits of twig in odd corners for weeks!

Wonderful picture...but I would have made you take off your knickers and rool your skirt up to the waist BEFORE going out to cut your switches. At least some women I have switched (always on the bare) have gotten good and horny shortly sfterwards...and I hoped that happened for you, as that certainly affords excellent and unique opportunities for soothing and comforting!I surely hope your Spanking Dreams wikll include dreams of beign switched,preferablty bare bottomed, off course, (pleated/plaid)skirts up, no underwear, and school-girl over the knee stockings!

Spankings of the Week...

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Beautiful, Pandora.

Buttons pressed. My spanking fever returns :-)

Best Regards,
Quai

Oh dear. I know from personal experience that you dont get such deep pink stripes from a switching without having lashes that really really sting. Brave girl Pandora!

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